Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


you are completely oblivious
i am a wayward soul;
i possess no anchor.

how do you not see
the water i’ve taken on?

i’ve drifted, drifted
over the course of many moons
prey to siren’s call.

let the north star guide you
while i remain rudderless—
my night pregnant with storm.

© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.

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